Daniel Greenfield lays into Kamala. Bring the popcorn folks
Senator Kamala Devi Harris, who survived growing up in the segregated deep south of Berkeley and then Montreal, was a sure lock to be the next President of the United States
And then, after raising $36 million from gullible idiots and greedy special interests, she dropped out without even facing a single primary. It was her single greatest act of courage since being bused across the Mason-Dixon line from Berkeley into Thousand Oaks. Sadly, she just wasn’t bused far enough.
There were many high points in the presidential campaign of the woman who would be Obama.
Her estranged father came out to condemn her for suggesting that his family was a bunch of pot
smokers. It’s not everyday a presidential candidate’s father states that her great-grandmothers are “turning in their grave” over her “identity politics” and that her Jamaican family wish to “dissociate ourselves from this travesty.” The travesty being the Kamala Harris presidential campaign.
It took a while, but Kamala Harris also disassociated herself from her travesty of a campaign.
By early November, Kamala began blaming a racist country for her poor showing. “Is America ready for that? Are they ready for a woman of color to be President of the United States?” she demanded.
The answer is yes. But not if she pronounces, “Salt-N-Pepa” as “Salt and Pepper”.
Despite the false claims of sexism and racism, she polled at 5% among men and 2% among women. Only 3% of white voters and 4% of black voters backed her. Nobody in America was ready for President Kamala. Men didn’t want her. Women really, really didn’t want her. White and black people didn’t.